Against the peaceful landscape, the pale, decaying tints of the copses, the blue air of the horizon, and the lichened stile-boards, these staring vermilion words shone forth.
映衬着宁静的风景、矮树林灰白的枯黄色调、天边的蔚蓝色空气和长满苔藓的栅栏木板,那些鲜红的大字闪闪发光。
The men squint toward the horizon, and periodically everyone goes silent to listen for the sounds of blades beating the air.
人们眯着眼睛望向地平线,时不时大家安静下来,听着螺旋桨撞击空气的声音。
The air clears a bit once you've deplaned, but the horizon still contracts, pollution closing off the New Delhi sky like a dome.
下飞机的时候,空气清澈些许,但是地平线还是在退缩,污染物就像一口大钟罩在新德里的天空。